I lay here before and he watched over me The flowers were strewn across both beds; they were in glass jars on the desks and dressers. Daisies, lilies, dahlias, freesia, jasmine. All white. There were even long-stemmed roses covering the floor. The smell was overpowering; I felt slightly faint. Lauren came up behind me as I stood in the doorway looking around. “Oh my god!” she squealed. “Dallas! Thank you so much.” He was behind her and I stepped inside, trying not to crush rose petals. “What the fuck,” Dallas said. Lauren was hugging and kissing him. I began picking stargazer lilies off my bed. The pollen left a sticky, rusty dust on my hands and on the bedspread but I didn’t mind. Why had Dallas put flowers on my side of the room? “Chill out,” Dallas said, moving her away from him. “What’s wrong, baby?” “These aren’t from me.” They paused for a moment, staring at each other. I kept gathering up the lilies but I could feel Lauren’s evil eye boring through my back.
